Job Loss – Taking Steps

Losing my job in November was rough. It was quite unexpected, but unavoidable at the same time. The family I worked for, for almost a year is moving to the East Coast in few months. Here’s what I did to put myself back on the market and accessible:

1 // Update my resume, immediately. I got off work a few hours early the day I found out and immediately went home and began working on my resume. I finished it the next day and added it to my portfolio as soon as I could.

2 // Have a portfolio! I bring a copy of my portfolio to ever single interview I go on and find that families are impressed by what it contains. I’m trying to get them to pick me and I think this kicks it up a notch. In my portfolio you’ll find: my resume, all applicable certifications, recommendation letters, my daily log, and anything else I think is important.

3 // Keep an open mind! Use agencies and go independent. I used every service I could find, which included local agencies, websites like Care and SitterCity, and even Craigslist. *As always, be careful when using CL. I never go on first interviews found there alone, even if someone is just waiting in the car for me.

4 // Be prompt. Answer emails and phone calls as soon as you can without interruption. I was thirty minutes late to class in order to take the phone interview for my current job. Best decision ever!

5 // Dress appropriately. During your interview, dress like you would at work. Of course, most of the time sometimes I wear yoga pants, but keep it classic and public appropriate. My go-to outfit is skinny jeans, a tee, and a cardigan paired with Toms or boots, depending on the weather.

Using these five tips, I had a job lined up three weeks after I was notified my position would be eliminated. Do you have any other recommendations for nannies on the job hunt?

Oh, How Things Have Changed

It’s been a long while since I’ve written about things that have been going on in my crazy, very busy life. Let’s start from the very beginning, shall we?

I found out that the family I work for will be making a cross country move early next year. Meaning my position will no longer exist as of January 1st and I needed to find a new job. I found out in mid-November and began the resume revamping and job hunting immediately. I applied for upwards of twenty jobs, interviewed for three families and found a perfect match in the third family I interviewed with. I stinking love them already and I haven’t even started yet.

After over four years as a professional nanny, I’m finally a #babygirlnanny! I cared for two older girls at my last long term job but they were school ages and I did a very part-time nanny share with a baby girl over the summer, but this is my first legit girl nanny experience. Hey, even both of their animals (a dog and a cat) are girls! I’m absolutely thrilled and so ready for all the frilly things that come with a girl.

I also had three math tests between when I found out my job was ending and December 12th. Can you say holy crap? Yeah, talk about stressed the f-balls out. I took my math final and I’m so happy for the semester to be over! I went in feeling pretty ill prepared but I was totally psyching myself out. I had no issues completing everything and actually thought it was quite easy. I’m feeling good and will find out my final grade for the class next week. I had a C going into the final. So we’ll see!

All this was happening on top of working my normal forty hours a week and still having to apply myself as wholly as possible at work. There is so much more to share, but that’s the gist of everything. I hope that I can get back on a regular blogging schedule soon :) I start my new job tomorrow and will be doing a nanny share this week with her and L, I’m tired just thinking about it. Two under two + toddler activities x3. You feel me?

Is there anything new going on in your life? How are you handling everything?

Every Nanny Has Fails

I had a very scary, traumatic thing happen to me tonight. I was babysitting my friend Molly’s charge, when I went to go get a phone charger out of my car because my battery was getting low. I’d already been out to my car once to get my purse, literally five minutes prior…

I closed the door behind me, proceeded to dig through my car trying to find a charger (to no avail) and grab my backpack and go to walk back in the house. Go up to the door and turn the handle… *insert wide eyed emoji here* Jiggle the handle. Jiggle the handle as hard as I can. Nope. You guys, E (5mo) and I were LOCKED OUT OF THE HOUSE, with nothing but my car keys and a vague memory of “the neighbor map” and who lives where on their street. Side note: everyone should have a neighbor map. It saved us, kind of.

We went to their go-to house and knocked on their door, no answer. Then went to another house that was circled as a go-to house, again no answer. One more house, but it’s old people and they don’t really know the family I’m sitting for — awesome. But, he comes to look and see if any doors or windows are open for me, which was super nice of him.

So we sit in my car with the heater on for a while then go knock on more doors, luckily someone answered on the first try. They’re looking for DB’s business card when E starts crying because she’s hungry. You guys, I totally cried in some strangers living room. SO awkward.

Then I have an a-ha moment. DUH. I can tweet/ direct message Molly, their normal nanny. Surely she’ll have their garage door code and know where the hidden key is! So the neighbors kindly let me use their computer to log onto Twitter. Low and behold Molly did have that info and just like that we were back inside the house. After a bottle, diaper change, and lots of rocking — E was off to dreamland completely un-phased.

I, on the other hand, am completely traumatized and will never be leaving any sort of work house without my phone ever again. I felt like a complete asshole for not being able to feed E on time, and for getting us locked outside in the cold in general. But on the other hand, I’m thankful I had my car keys and the baby with me. Imagine if I had left her inside while I ran out to my car. I probably would’ve called 911 from a neighbors house, no lie.

Have you ever stranded yourself outside before? What did/didn’t you have with you?
Hopefully I’m not alone in this!